i replied to shrew’s posts on the dishing out of shame.
it dawned on me, the quickest way to eliminate shame; make it a requirement that everyone take two quarters of mental disorder. they would have to take living with a mental disorder 101, and 102, if they still didn’t get it, they could successively take living with a mental disorder 201. if still didn’t work, they could move on to the. upper division courses, living with a mental disorder 301 and 401. if they haven’t got it my then, they are a lost cause and probably committed.
the synopsis would include, but not limited to:
- staying in bed and getting out just in time for significant other to come home, doing virtually nothing
- sleepless nights
- isolation (the intensity of this would increase as one progressed through the coursework, eventually excluding your family, best of friends and significant others)
- weekly trips to therapist
- monthly trips to the psychiatrist
- monthly trips to the pharmacist to pick up new drugs because
the last script didn’t work
- heaps of self-doubt
- heaps of feeling like something is wrong with oneself
- despair (the lack of hope would increase as the coursework continued)
thoughts of taking one’s own live
- potentially trying to take one’s own life (definitely, upper division course work)
- thoughts that the one’s own value is less than the dump of crap one did this morning
- at best, weekly showers
- making poor decisions about what’s best for oneself (intensity would increase with coursework)
- a chemical imbalance in the brain
- a serving of unresolved anger (this would become more prominent as coursework continued)
- the pressures from the outside world that says, “get over it.”
- the pressures from inside of oneself that maybe we’re (the royal we, mind you) are making this all up
- heaps of judgement and disapproval. (this would increase as coursework continued)
- hearing voices when nobody is around
- having those voices tell one to do irrational things ( upper division coursework )
- seeing things that aren’t there
- paranoia (increasing as continuing through the coursework)
- thoughts that everyone is working against oneself
- thoughts of “no one gets it.”
- a weeklong trip to the local psych ward (upper division coursework)
if you “got it”, you could take a test to show your knowledge in that particular area and potentially move to the next class. then again, maybe one would have to take the class again, in order to simulate the idea of cycles.
maybe that would be enough that ignorant people and society as a whole would pull their f*cking heads out of their ass and stop it with all this stigma-y (there i go again, making up words) bulls*hit.
Reblogged this on The Shaming of The Shrew and commented:
A Reply to “Ask Me Where My Shame Is” by Bipolar Soujourner. Well done, friend, well done!
thank you, my friend. so is this a circular reblog of a reblog? (-:
i guess i’ll have to reblog your reblog and you can reblog my new reblog… and so on and so on. it could be a never ending story! :^)
Don’t make me break into Frozen ‘ s “Let it Go” 😁
(^: I heard an interview with the writer of the song let it go. when the frozen first came out, when people found out she wrote, they say, “oh, i really like that song.” after six months, when people found out she wrote that song, the general response was, “will you please get that song out of my head?! i think i’ve heard that song 4376 times!”
The “get over it” from the outside pisses me off personally more than anything. Then again we can’t blame everyone else- they’re brainwashed and deluded in their own right- thinking “greed is good” and subscribing to this Ayn rand “it’s all about me” philosophy. Look at FB, Twitter, and all the damn selfies- narcissistic much society? I think maybe we (as in the ones who are strong enough to admit and work on our illness and stumbling blocks) are the ones who are “normal” and have it “figured out” while the rest has their eyes set on the illusion that everything revolves around them. Smh
Good point and post ✌️
i realize that’s the “they” point. the rest are about us, the people who face the mental disorder.